Mr. Wiggles

Ee dee awk, oh, I'm the jock and I'm back on the scene with the record machine
Sayin' ooh-papa-doo, how d'y'all do
I'm mr. wiggles the worm, these are my ladies giggle and squirm
Three bionic idiots ("eat the worm! ")
Your deejays for the affair
Where we'll be gettin' down and won't be comin' up for air
May I have this swim? (I will never dance, I'll never dance )

I got a string on my thing (mmh)
Rhythm in my thing (wind me up)
I can do my thing underwater
I got a string attached to my thing
When you pull my string
I can do my thing like I oughta

Ooh, the motor booty affair--this is the big one
The marathon, not your average 50-yard dash of funk
The olympics, cross-country style

ComIn' to you from #1 bimini road, (i got a string on my thang)
In beautiful downtown atlantis (rhythm in my thing)
Where you might see the jellyfish jammin' with the salmon
(I can do my thing underwater)
Come face to face wIth a mouth named jaws, (i got a string attached to my thing)
Freak out with a mermaid named rita, (when you pull my string)
And meet mr. wIggles the worm (i can do my thing like I oughta)

I got wheels on my thang (oh! )
Real in my thang (emerald city! )
I can do my thang underwater
I got a string attached to my thang (hghmm! )
When you pull my string
I can do my thang like I oughta

Check me out
I can slide between the molecules of wetness like an eel through seaweed
One slithering idiot
Mr. wiggles here
Your dj for the affair
Where we'll be gettin' down and won't be coming up for air
So you can leave your nose at home
You might wanna rent a blowhole

(That's how it goes in the land of no nose)

Let me bait my rap (heh! )
Go wiggle (the best stroke is the breast stroke)
This fish tale begins, where most fish tails end (eenie meeny miney wiggle)
With a school of fool fish (eenie meeny miney wiggle)
Playin' hooky from school, but gettin caught and likin' it! !!

I got a string on my thang (oh! )
Reel in my thang (go wiggle ya'll)
I can do my thang underwater
I got a string attached to my thang (yo yo)
(Blow it out your blowhole )
Wheel on my string (aquaboogie baby! )
I can do my thang like I oughta
(You're just a clone illusion, heh heh! )

Eee dItty i, oh, I'm jock and I'm back on the scene with my record
Machine, sayin', ooh poppa doo how ya'll doin'?

Mr. wiggles the worm here (go wiggle? !)

Sayin' this is an underwater story in the fields of your mind
(I can do my thing underwater)
We're swimmin' past a clock who has its hand behind its back
On past reality, he ain't lookin' for a moment (eenie meanie miney wiggle)
We'll leave a candle in the windows of our conscious mind
And we'll find our way back to the one end time
(I got wheels on my thang)
(Eenie meanie miney wiggle)
The motor booty affair, where you can dance underwater and not get wet
(I got a string attached to my thang)
Aqua dooloop-a-baby
(When you pull my string)
Rhythm
(I can do my thing like I oughta)

Mr. wiggles here on roller skates and a yo-yo (eenie meanie miney wiggle)
Actin' the fool, one slithering idiot
These are my ladies giggles and squirm
We are three bionic worms (eenie meanie miney wiggle)
Your dj for the affair (sliding through the water without gettin' wet)
(Eenie meanie miney wiggle? )
And I can do my thang underwater, ha! (Eenie meanie miney wiggle)

Comin' to you live from #1 bimini road
In the emerald city, downtown atlantis, on w-e-f-u-n-k
We funk, we funk (I got to wiggle)
And we funk
(You gotta wiggle? hee hee)
And we wiggle (eenie meenie miney wiggle)
And we funk, oh!

Mr. wiggles here, (go wiggle! no!)
Sayin' eee to the ock
Oh I'm the jock and I'm back on the scene with my record machine
Sayin' ooh papa doo, how ya'll doin'?

Go wiggle!
To all the fish and the fishies, go wiggle!
To all the fish and the fishes, go wiggle! (yo!)

Eee to the ock
Oh I'm the jock and I'm back on the scene with my record machine
Sayin' ooh papa doo, how ya'll doin'? go wiggle!
(Dancin' underwater and not getting wet)

Oh go wiggle go wiggle

From the ocean comes the notion that real lies in the eyes of rhythm
And the rhythm of vision is a dancer
From the lookin' comes the seeing
One with real eyes realize that the rhythm of vision is a dancer
And when he dance it's always on the one (Aquadooloop baby! )
Goin' down you could see sounds of silence
Primal heartbeats could be seen with the naked eye
(What in the world is that worm talkin' about? )
And the ones with real eyes realize that everything is on the one go wiggle!
(Eee to the ock, oh to the jock, back on the scene)
Yo!
(With my record machine, sayin ooh papa do
How ya'll doin'?
This is the back side, go wiggle!